What I mean by 'sorry' is hard to define
>>All I know is that I know nothing<<;
Sokrates once said these words
I do know that every day the sun does shine,
No matter any clouds or storm Zeus will bring,
As I express the same messange in re-words.
I say 'I'm sorry' when I am.
I say 'I'm sorry' when I'm not sure.
I say 'I'm sorry' when I'm not.
I see the birds fly in the sky
ans I ask myself: do they feel it too?
They must be able to feel and to think and to have
But I do not know
For I am not certain
Hiding behind an iron curtain
An iron curtain built from lies and disguise
Saying over and over again what is not me
'I'm fine' and 'I'm sorry' are such simple words
Simple words that express so much
They help, they destroy or do nothing at all.
So what am I even saying, why am I writing? It's unnecessary.
I'm sorry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem